Emperor Taizong's Growth Plan

Chapter 3 Tie what text?

The founding ancestor of Yunguo respected Buddhism, and everyone in Yunguo respected Buddhism very much.

Under such an environment, Ganye Temple, which is also a royal temple, naturally has a lot of heritage.

The majestic mountain gate stands at the foot of the mountain and stretches to the white stone and jade steps of the temple in the mountain.The incense burning in the temple caused green smoke to curl up.Under the sunshine, the green smoke is like a cloud in the mountains, moving with the wind.

A middle-aged man walked straight off the frame.

The middle-aged man looks ordinary, slightly thin, with a well-groomed beard around his mouth.His demeanor is extraordinary, but he is dressed in luxurious and slightly exaggerated clothes, which makes people's impression greatly reduced.

The most eye-catching thing is the black folding fan in the man's hand.

In the winter, I still carry a folding fan with me. In the eyes of others, it is really a little pretentious.

But in the eyes of those who are interested, the black folding fan is made of fine iron, the fan surface is not like silk, and there is a trace of sharpness on the top, it is a weapon that can kill people silently.

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the Ganye Temple located among the mountains in front of him. There was a slight mockery in his eyes, and he said:

"What a Ganye Temple! Over the past 600 years, I have been connected with the royal family, and I have built a solid foundation!"

At this time, several people in Tsing Yi who had been waiting here hastily stepped forward, respectfully saluted the middle-aged man, and said:

"Mr. Iron!"

The middle-aged man called Mr. Tie looked at the men in Tsing Yi and said in a deep voice:
"Have you tried it?"

The leading man in Tsing Yi immediately cupped his hands and said:
"That guy was just talking nonsense before, but his behavior was quite normal. But half a month ago, he started to become more and more stupid. The subordinates tried many times, but they didn't see any flaws!"

Mr. Tie opened the folding fan with a bang, shook it lightly, and said with a sneer:
"Such a coincidence? Go, I have to go and see!"

As soon as the words were finished, Mr. Tie lifted his footsteps lightly, and the bystanders were in a daze, and his figure had already landed on the stone steps in the mountain.After another flash, he had disappeared from everyone's sight.His astonishing lightness kung fu is undoubtedly revealed.

A group of people in Tsing Yi glanced at each other, and hurriedly started their lightness kung fu, and ran after Mr. Tie.

A few moments later, Mr. Tie's figure was incomparably swift, and with a gust of wind, he suddenly stopped in front of the gate of Ganye Temple.

Looking from the bottom of the mountain, you can feel the grand scale of Ganye Temple.But only when you really stand in front of the temple, you can better appreciate the profound heritage accumulated over 600 years of sharing weal and woe with Yunguo.

The temple occupies a very large area, and there are many pavilions, terraces and pavilions.Standing in front of the temple gate, you can only see inside the red walls and black tiles, there are pavilions with steep eaves and glazed roofs, which are resplendent under the sunshine.

The green smoke from the incense smoke curled up, the golden light greeted the eyes, and the solemn voice of Zhuang Ya's singing came from the ear, what a holy place for practice, a Buddha land on earth!

"Amitabha, the iron benefactor is the only one who has practiced the cicada step, which is widely spread in the martial arts, to such a level!"

The sudden words brought Mr. Tie, who had been slightly stupefied, back to his senses.

A solemn old monk in cassock was standing in front of the gate of the temple, clasped his hands together, and made a slight Buddhist salute to Mr. Tie.

Mr. Tie took a look at the old monk, closed the folding fan in his hand, bent slightly, and saluted respectfully:

"It turned out to be Great Master Huikai. I heard the name of Great Master a long time ago. I just had to come to see him today. I hope you will forgive me!"

The rules of Ganye Temple are slightly different from those of other temples.This is the royal temple of Yunguo, and in each generation, the children of the royal family become monks on behalf of the emperor.

Since he is a monk on behalf of the emperor, his status cannot be low.Therefore, in Ganye Temple, the presiding officers of each generation can only be the children of the royal family who have become monks on behalf of the emperor.

After hundreds of years, the presiding officer of Ganye Temple has become an empty name, and the monks who are actually in charge of Ganye Temple in each generation are monks with the title of "Great Master".

This Great Master Huikai is the actual person in charge of this generation of Ganye Temple.

"It's the first time for the benefactor to come here, why not follow the old monk to see the scene in this temple, how about it?" Hui Kai said with a light smile.

Mr. Tie's eyes flickered slightly, then he waved his hands with a smile, and declined:

"Don't dare to disturb the great master's Qingxiu. The emperor's heir is fasting in the temple now, so he must first visit him. If he is rude, I hope the master will forgive him."

Hearing that she was declined, Hui Kai remained motionless, still smiling, then bowed, stepped out of the way, raised her hand as a gesture of invitation, and said:
"Since that's the case, how about asking the iron benefactor to do what he wants?"

"The archmage is polite!"

The two greeted each other politely for a while, before Mr. Tie walked straight into the temple.

Looking at Mr. Tie who was walking towards the fasting place of the emperor's heir, Hui Kai stood there, his smile disappeared, and his expression became serious.

Outside the Buddhist hall, many guards who saw Mr. Tie coming hurriedly bowed their hands and said in unison:

"Meet Mr. Iron!"

Mr. Tie nodded slightly, as a sign of acceptance, then he quickened his pace slightly, and came to the front of the Buddhist hall, looking inside.

In the Buddhist hall, Xiao Cheng sat cross-legged on the futon, stretched his body, tilted his head slightly forward, opened his mouth unconsciously, and stared blankly at the Buddha statue hanging in front of him.

After just one glance, Mr. Tie felt a wave of foolishness rushing towards his face.

Mr. Tie frowned, turned around and pointed at Xiao Cheng, facing the guards and guards, said:
"How long have you had this sign? Has anyone visited before?"

When the guards heard this, they all shook their heads and said:
"When he was first sent, his behavior was a little weird."

"Yes, it's just that in the past half month, it has become more and more serious."

"I'm willing to swear with my life that no one has come during this period!"

Seeing the guards' decisive words, Mr. Tie nodded and signaled the guards to stay here. He walked straight into the Buddhist hall alone.

Standing beside Xiao Cheng for a long time, looking at Xiao Cheng who didn't respond to him at all, Mr. Tie narrowed his eyes.After a while, he stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Cheng's shoulder, and said softly:

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness?"

After calling twice, Xiao Cheng turned his head blankly, stared blankly at Mr. Tie for a long time, and then said:

"who are you?"

Mr. Tie looked at Xiao Cheng's behavior in a subtle way, and then said with a warm smile:
"Your Highness, Caomin Tie Shengwen is here to visit His Highness."

When Xiao Cheng heard the words, his eyes blinked, and he asked as if he didn't remember:
"What kind of text is iron?"

"Caomin Tie Shengwen!" Mr. Tie bowed again.

"Tie Sheng what?"

"Iron Saint Text!"

"What scripture?"

Mr. Tie's hand holding the folding fan tightened suddenly, then took another deep breath, forced a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to support Xiao Cheng's arm, and said in a warm voice:
"Your Highness, let's get up and talk!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to support Xiao Cheng, Mr. Tie put his right hand on his pulse, and a trace of undetectable internal force flowed into Xiao Cheng's body by the opportunity.

The meridians are stagnant, and every part of the body is extremely fragile, not even as good as a ten-year-old child.Exuberant heart fire, weak brain qi, stagnation of qi and phlegm fire, imbalance of yin and yang, damage to liver, gallbladder, heart and spleen, are exactly the pulse conditions of dementia.

Mr. Tie suddenly looked at Xiao Cheng, with a suspicious look on his face.

It seems that it is not pretending!
　I originally wanted to call everyone to invest in wool, but I changed my status directly after a short operation.It was only at this time that I discovered that the starting point of the contract is now signed online, and there is no need to mail the contract.

　　I was wondering before, why face verification is required for signing a contract now?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)